CD Diary: Excit'nin Barracuda Sere. July 25, 2013.
|Giant Blue Land crab|
July 25 2013, Thursday. Our final full day on Glover's Reef; I was getting used to these morning sights and the Clivus composting toilet. The ghostly gigantic crabs still give me the creeps, though, as they scurry across our path in the cooler hours.
At 7am sharp, like the days before, we'd wash our hands, be greeted "Mornin' mornin'" by the rest and enter the kitchen to greet Alba. She'd take the time to introduce me to the spread, and we'd dine to the radio station's news and morning song.
|Warm flour tortilla with coconut milk|
This Thursday felt relaxed and yesterday's storm had passed.
|Stainless steel and rusty, in a matter of 2 days, thanks to the saltwater air|
|Minor repair for the crashed plane|
|Barracuda for dinner|
|Some jumping dolphins would make this picture complete|
|Pasta salad and banana bread -- obviously my second round|
There was some leisurely plane-flying involved and we received our souvenir T-shirts. No snorkeling, to my relief. And, there was the obligatory group photo right before disassembling and packing things up.
|CD team in their new T-shirts and the nice folks on Glover's Reef|
|Fitting everything back in|
|Packing up / Best I stay behind the camera|
There was a commotion on the dock. Julio called out to me to ask if I wanted a photo of this barracuda. No, with this barracuda, he corrected.
I said OK to be a sport, but squawked immediately when my body instantaneously repulsed against touching something so large, so cold, and so dead. And OMG, it was wobbly and heavy. And smelled like fish...
|With the scary 15 lb barracuda that I could not touch|
|Enough of fish fun|
|We get to be on the hammock now that work is done|
There was some pounding coming from the kitchen, and we soon found out why.
Alba was happy to explain to us the Belizean dish known as sere, which involved the barracuda from earlier in the afternoon. The plantain balls, she explained, were made using a mixture of ripe and green plantains, and simply boiling them. The starchiness of the unripe plantains held things together.
|Alba cooked sere and plantain balls|
Sere was a fish soup in coconut broth. So simple and nice. Alba wanted to cook us something typical of Belize. What an honour.
|With the most important woman on the island|
|Sere -- barracuda, okra, chilli pepper, coconut milk and plantain ball|
I had seconds, of course. Enjoyable food memories.